So I woke up about an hour ago and thought of my distant love and went back to dreamland for 30, then thought and thought and thought about how much I miss him, and got up and did a couple things including this now and Facebook galore, haha.

I can't believe how much I miss him, how much I hate not waking up with him, how little I want to DO anything, because he's not here to do it with me, and at this point he might be away from me for 10 more fucking months.

So lots has gone on since my last entry... ala my boyfriend still being my boyfriend, and my having fallen in love with him. This happens to be just a week or two before he has now happened to fly away from me. For real. Ain't love grand?!

I actually do love him, and for the past several weeks have been having the time of my life. He did indeed move in, and plans were for an entire summer's stay, but right now he's home and in need of some documentation before he can come back for the rest of summer.